Wow! Just look what was waiting for me at painting class today. Am I a lucky art student or what? This cake was beyond good but don't y'all worry - I ate two pieces just to be sure. I love when I'm handed a giant knife and told to cut the cake. There is a churlish pleasure in slicing off huge pieces of cake, and I always run my finger through the icing first. It just seems so forbidden and naughty, like all the cake related things you were told not to do as a kid. This class is not only the best (and only) painting class I've taken, it's the best class I've ever taken. Pink cake for the birthday student: that's pretty hard to top. Forty tastes very very sweet. Thank you Margaret!